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The bosom can ache beneath diamond brooches; and many a blithe heart dances under coarse wool.
Profaneness is a brutal vice. He who indulges in it is no gentleman.
Tribulation will not hurt you, unless as it too often does; it hardens you and makes you sour, narrow and skeptical.
The creed of a true saint is to make the best of life, and to make the most of it.
An aged Christian, with the snow of time upon his head, may remind us that those points of earth are whitest which are nearest to heaven.
Gaiety is often the reckless ripple over depths of despair.
The essence of justice is mercy.
Pride is the master sin of the devil, and the devil is the father of lies.
This is the essential evil of vice, that it debases man.
Bigotry dwarfs the soul by shutting out the truth.
The downright fanatic is nearer to the heart of things than the cool and slippery disputant.